Market values
Forget the diet. All the mouthwatering dishes had been laid out in front of me.
My mother’s poverty story
Last night while eating dinner, mom complained about the quality of the rice she bought from the market and how...
That five-year-old girl lives in me
I grew up in a non-affectionate family. My parents are the opposite of each other. One has generational trauma. The...
Price and privilege
Being spoiled comes with a price. There is more to receiving extravagant birthday presents, Christmas gifts, and special treatment as...
Unremembered goodbye
He died one day, without a sound, without a struggle.
‘Suman’ and Sundays
Throughout my life, people have often remarked that I resemble certain individuals, ranging from famous actresses to everyday passersby. However,...
Love is a breeze
I have nine electric fans in my house. There’s one in my bedroom and two in my parents’. In the...
Still a child
Fifteen, 16, 17— the age where we start to question everything. We were once clueless innocent children who loved playing...
The curse of the eldest daughter
As the eldest daughter, you can never run away from the wounds that have been carved into your skin decades...
Bound to perfection
If there’s one thing in life I strongly believe in, it’s that all of us began this earthly journey as...
